Kaiser Chiefs lyrics
Kaiser Chiefs lyrics
"Saturday Night lyrics"
Piss It All Away lyrics
What I feel it is real what I do it's the truth when I drink I can't think when I use I need more when you're weak I can't speak close your eyes and taste this wine the cork removed less purified<
What I feel it is real what I do it's the truth when I drink I can't think when I use I need more when you're weak I can't speak close your eyes and taste this wine the cork removed less purified<
Suddenly there's a knock at your head
Don't let the music come and try and take your TV set
Ha-ha-ha-happiness is a bowl in your hand
You've got to try and blow this party trip as far as you cann
Cre-cre-cre-creosote is pouring out of my brain
And ... crick in your neck
Get a room, get a head, get a hat
We'll come and do the ... where the trouble is at
Come to the city on a Saturday night
Watching
It's Not You lyrics
You wear your smile Like it was going out of fashion Dress to inflame But douse any ideas of passion You carry your love in a trinket Hanging round your throat Always inviting Always exciting<
the boys on their motorbikesYou wear your smile Like it was going out of fashion Dress to inflame But douse any ideas of passion You carry your love in a trinket Hanging round your throat Always inviting Always exciting<
I wanna be like those guys
I wanna wear my clothes tight
Matching jackets and a fistful of notes
New sneakers and a fresh pack of smokes
Ppp-pneumothorax is a word that is long.
They're just trying to put the punk back into punctured lung
Pe-pe-pe-panic over party off party on
We are birds of a feather and you can be the fat one
Come to the city on a Saturday night
Open
Gotta Lotta Walls lyrics
Dialed up his homie Murs on the telephone Gotta talk to somebody who can tell him what the hell is wrong Brain freezing up, he don't know what to do But the people that know him know that it ain't no
your heads like a satelliteDialed up his homie Murs on the telephone Gotta talk to somebody who can tell him what the hell is wrong Brain freezing up, he don't know what to do But the people that know him know that it ain't no
I wanna see what they see
I wanna love you like crazy
Count your ... out of your face
Can see into your room from outer space
Come to the city on a Saturday night
It's not the size of the nine until five
I wanna know what that does
I wanna show what matters
Cause it's the size of the fire and man
That makes the difference to the size of the sham
Cut through the city o
Uns Geht's Gut lyrics
Sie schicken uns hoch (Befehl) bringt uns Sterne doch niemand ahnt wir schweben gerne Instrumente versagen (kann sein) am Heck die Glut (Oohh, oohh) doch niemand ahnt doch niemand ahnt Kein
n a Saturday nightSie schicken uns hoch (Befehl) bringt uns Sterne doch niemand ahnt wir schweben gerne Instrumente versagen (kann sein) am Heck die Glut (Oohh, oohh) doch niemand ahnt doch niemand ahnt Kein
Cause you and me are we're on the edge of the night
Come to the city on a Saturday night
I asked your mother and she said it's alright
We're getting married when we're thirty
Gonna do it on your birthday
Cause I don't wanna waste a moment with you
I just wanna live the whole night through
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
Cause you and me are we're on the edge of the night